Friends and family

When I was a youngster,my grandmother sent me to the garden
to pick the Concord grapes she gave me a...

I would rather have friends than enemies any day who wouldn't
friends are treasures laid up in...

Our new great-grandson

We have an addition to the family, our newest progeny;
His given...

She is bursting with bubbles of excitement today.... stuttering hullabaloo as she babbles her say... a...

I’ve shopped till I dropped.... spent an arm & leg on food, I know it will be worth it....our get...

Sat by the gate legs crossed
the nights coming in
Pocket money in hand
All shiney and...

The restaurant we booked is our favourite spot
The food is ok and we like it a lot.
There’s...

"What does this do Daddy?" the young boy said
Daddy didn't know and scratched his head...

Are the most beautiful people in the world to me,
my sons.

It was a very hot day
To hot to be outside to play
I got to the railway
6 hours early...

(Betsy Ross would beam at unflagging effort)

Ah, here all along yours truly
thought himself...

Beautiful boy
Bright yellow curls
Bright and enchanted by prehistoric worlds
By giants...

I wrote this poem on 13th August 2018, the tenth year anniversary of my Grandad's death. I was only 10...

It mattered to her if you were
her friend it mattered to her
if you were her friend as well...

a parent can hope,
a parent can dream,
that their children will smile through anything....